Toxic || Grayson Dolan

Night terrors // chap 3

TW//: drugs, cuts and verbal abuse.
*grays pov*
When Nurse Betty entered the room she handed me a plastic cup with 4 pills in it. All different sizes and colors with some water. I tossed them into my mouth and took a sip of the water. She watched me do it & checked my mouth to see if I actually swallowed the pills. It was everyday and every night. I looked up at the ceiling with my hands on my stomach and just laid there trying to stay awake. My mind started to spiral into many thoughts. "How could I be so stupid to get myself into this mess? Am I actually crazy?". I looked down at my arms started to examine them. There were cuts, bruises up and down my arm. Both of my hands were hand cuffed to the bed, which started to create marks into my wrists. I closed my eyes for a couple seconds and tears started to roll down my face because I was so unhappy that no one believes me. Everytime I looked down at my arms. It makes me remember when Daniella my EX girlfriend. She would manipulate me into shooting heroin at those stupid parties everyday and night. I just want this all to be over. But, it felt like it was never going to end. And, I just couldn't fight to stay awake anymore my body went numb and my eyes started to get heavy. I closed my eyes and went to sleep.
Grayson woke up sweating, with his heart beating rapidly and screaming. It was another night terror. All the doctors rushed into the room when they heard the IV machine go off because my blood pressure was going up and I couldn't breathe.I couldn't catch my breath, my vision was blurry and my hearing was going in out.I couldn't even make out what they were saying to eachother. All I felt is drugs going through my system, those sick doctors sedated me. I began to settle down and started to doze off. Every single one of them thought I was having another mental breakdown. They should know by now that I've been having these for months, even before I was brought here. But, all they cared was putting drugs into my system like that was going to solve anything. It just made me worse .This would happen frequently for months and months. Some nights, Grayson would wake up scratching his arms until they bled. He thought there bugs crawling up and down my limbs. When there wasn't. It was just his mind, making him seem crazy.
The Next Day
*Ethans Dolan Pov*
I was walking around my room and walked over to my dresser. There was a photo of Grayson and I when we were kids. I cracked a smile, those were the days. Sometimes I wish things were different. I miss him so much. I shouldn't of brought him to that therapy place such as psychiatric hospital. Everyone wanted him to get help and I couldn't stand to see him like that. Ethan picks up the picture frame and throws it at the wall. "I just can't do this without him anymore". He says in a sad whispers with his eyes filling up with tears throwing his arm back over his head and looks around the room. "Why did I just do that?? Am I going insane?no I can't be thinking that way". Everything that has been going on for a couple months to a year has been so traumatizing. Ethan walked out of his room, grabbed the keys on the counter and started to drive to the location that Grayson was at. The location I never should of brought him too. Which he regretted for months.
*End of Ethans Pov*
*Graysons Pov".
It was finally the morning. I woke up in the same place, clothes and smell, everyday  with a pounding head-ache. But today was just the absolute worse and it barely even started. One of the nurses entered the room and  turned on the lights in the room with a plate of food and settled it on a table next to me. My eyes were so sensitive to any sort of light. "You will get used the light, now eat". When I was about to pick up my spoon to eat. All the patients here had to eat with a spoon no matter what your situation was. My brother walked through the door and knocked. "Hi Gray, How are you doing?". Ethan said. I just stared at him. I couldn't say a word. Ethan walked closer to the bed where I was laying and sat next to me. Grayson didn't wanna see him at all, after what he's done.
"Ethans POV"
"You look terrible. I'm so sorry for bringing you here , I didn't know this was going to happen to you. I'm going to get you out of here".  I say looking straight into grays eyes. "I want to go home, Ethan.". Gray says as he throws his head back on pillow looking miserable. "I know and im going to help you out of here". I responded back to him. He didn't look himself his eyes were blood shot, had bags under his eyes too and sweaty, so so so sweaty. It doesn't even look or smell like he has taken a shower. All you smell is piss & odor. It was really depressing honestly, I never wanted to see him like that ever again.  "But-", Gray cuts me off. "But what, you brought me here and thought it was okay. I might of had a few mental breakdowns but I wasn't going to do anything." Gray says in a soft raspy tone and trying to catch his breath. After each word he spoke. " You threw a chair at our mother, lashed out on strangers while we were out and you have attacked me." Ethan says to him in a calm voice, trying not to make it sound like he was crazy. "Why are you here then? If you are afraid of me, then go!". Gray says and started to raise his voice.  "I'm here because I love you as my brother, I believe you I never thought once you were a liar and I'm here to get you out of here. You don't belong here.".  I say to him, got up from the seat and started to head out the door. I started to walk to the front desk and grabbed the form that says "Release Forms". "Hi, Can I help you?" The receptionist says, slightly looking up at you and continuing to write the stuff on a piece of paper." Hello, I'm Ethan, Grayson Dolans brother. Im here to sign release papers for him". You say as you start to fill out all the information. She doesn't say a word. Couple minutes pass, "when your done with that form bring it to that room down on the right". Ethan nodded and started to walk that way. He knocked on the door and someone said "Come on in". There was a man named Mr Anderson. Ethan started to talk about Graysons release from hereZ They agreed to release him. He picked up the phone beside him and called some of the workers to help release Grayson Bailey Dolan. They all started to walk towards the room Grayson was in.
*Graysons POV*
After, My brother left my room. There was one thing that didn't leave my mind when he said "I love you as my brother and I believe you". I couldn't even believe he said that. My own brother believes me after all these months. I was so happy but couldn't even show it because how ruined I was. Grayson had no emotions at all from the amount of drugs and verbal abuse in his lifetime. He heard a knock at his door. "Come in". He shouts kinda of loudly. His brother Ethan, Some guy I never seen before and a police officer walks into the room towards him. "Hi Grayson, I am Mr. Anderson. I've been in charge of your case here. Today, you are allowed to go home and stay home. We think it's better for you. Your brother, Ethan showed us video proof that you aren't crazy". He says standing next to Grayson with papers in his hand. The police officer walked over to Grayson and unlocked his hand-cuffs and took it off of him. "Your not going to attack us, right?" Officer Frank said. "No, I'm not going to attack anyone here. I just wanna leave". Grayson said and made the sound of relief when the hand cuffs were off. Grayson tried to get up from his bed but his legs were so weak and collapsed. Two nurses were called into his room and one of the nurses asked "what happened? Why is he on the floor?" Nurse Amy said and looked over to Ethan. "Are you faking?" One of the other nurses said. He's not faking it's just that his legs gave out from not being able to move everyday. Ethan responded and helped Grayson up back sitting on the bed. "What am I going to do? I can't walk". Grayson says sitting on the edge of the bed. "We can get you a wheel-chair and a walker to help you regain back your strength". Nurse Amy said. Ethan. brought him clothes and helped him get dressed while sitting their, feelings helpless.
*Ethans Pov*
"Grayson,try to  stand up on your feet.". I told him to. as I was trying to hold him up without letting him fall. "I can't, I haven't been able to move out of this bed. I was hand-cuffed for months". Grayson responded back in a upsetting miserable tone. " You can do this, one foot out of time".Ethan responded back. Obviously, Grayson couldn't do it. He had no strength in his legs. They never let him get up and walk. They all thought he wasn't mentally stabled enough to walk around and do anything here. He was suppose to being helped not tortured.
Nurse Betty, suggested to bring a wheel-chair in since Grayson couldn't walk. They brought over the wheel-chair over to his bed and Grayson lifted him self up enough to sit down into the chair with some help from me. I wheeled him out to the car and helped into the passenger side. I walked over to the drivers side ,opened the car door and sat down and started the car. As I started to drive Grayson looked at me."Mr. Anderson said you had proof?" Grayson says looking out the window of the car. "Yeah, proof of Daniella verbally abusing you,  forcing drugs and alcohol on you.".I said to him with both hands on the steering wheel looking forward on the road. "And, of you not being crazy. I'm sorry I didn't say anything earlier. I was scared that the same thing that happened to you would happen to me.". Ethan says.
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